Myrtle the moth on a windowsill
Paper-thin wings
Holding so still

Watching the clouds
Drift Mile-high slow
Whispering
One day
That’s where I’ll go

I’m tired of
Flutter
Flutter
Falling

Circles ’round a porch light
Stalling
Stalling, made to rise and shine

Not flicker and fry
I wanna be a condor in the sky
A Condor in the sky

One day
I'll open wide and rise

Moths just buzz
Say Stay in your lane
Tiny gray speck in a house full of rain

But she traces wide arcs
On the dusty glass
Practicing wings
For a world so vast

I’m tired of
Flutter
Flutter
Falling

Circles ’round a porch light
Stalling
Falling, made to rise and shine

Not flicker and fry
I wanna be a condor in the sky
A Condor in the sky

One day
I'll open wide and rise

One night
The breeze cracks the window a hair
Moon pours a ladder of light
Through the air

She steps from the frame
Feels the pull of the height
A small Stubborn speck
In an ocean of night

I’m tired of
Flutter, falling
Falling

Circles ’round a porch light
Stalling
Stalling, I’m made to rise and shine

Not flicker and fry
I am a condor in the sky
Tiny, but I’ll try

Watch these little wings
Born to rise

Myrtle the moth left the windowsill
On Paper-thin wings
With an cast-iron will

Riding the clouds
It's a Mile-high show
Shouting
'tis the day
I wanted to go!

No more
Flutter, Falling
Falling, Circling the sun

No more Stalling
Born to rise and shine
Born to be
A condor in the sky

Believe in me
Little wings too were born to rise

Flutter
Flutter
Rise and shine

Flutter
Flutter
I am a condor in the sky